The Merge: Agents & Powers IC

[Flynnarrel]

Long contemplated the notion of a hyper aggressive and violent Cybertronian down in these confined rooms. He pats Torque with a clang. "Me too, Buddy."


"Well, if there's nothing we can learn from here shall we continue on?"

[kirinke]

AISLYNN

"Well, cheap recordings echoing off creepy abandoned buildings is always a great deterrent for casual snoops. Let's go see what else is mucking about, shall we?" she cracked, knowing all too well it could very well be real. And probably was.

[Neo-Paladin]

The group further makes its way through the power plant. As they continue on, the green glow around nearly any piece of machinery - some of which looks smashed, the object of willful destruction - intensifies...until they finally reach the main turbine room.

There is dried blood on nearly every surface and the crushed, electrocuted and otherwise mutilated corpses of at least a dozen people in overalls strewn about...

And above it all dance two weird, translucent figures...

[Flynnarrel]

"When there's something strange...." Long sings softly.

"Ummm... Aislynn, you said something about being a ghost-whisperer?"

[kirinke]

AISLYNN

"I don't think they're ghosts precisely. Spirits of some sort though and strong if everyone can see them." she added and cautiously approached the place. Even though it looked like they were responsible for the mess, they could just be innocent creatures, trapped here somehow. "Hello. My name is Aislynn. We're investigating what happened here. Could you help us?"

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Blessings of the Wind: Comprehend 5 (Alternate; Languages - Read All, Languages - Speak All, Languages - Understand All, Languages - You're Understood, Spirits)

[StarGuard]

Hannibal

... stands frozen the smell of blood triggering old memories of his time as Danica Talos's cabana boy. The coppery scent triggering thoughts he couldn't have remembered if not for the blood.

Expertise: Supernatural 30 on nat 20
On anything he could know about these things.
http://orokos.com/roll/554358

[Neo-Paladin]

//Result of Hannibal's check:

These delightful little fellows are called Machine-Wraiths. Basically, they are artifiical ghosts fused with ethereal machinery. On their homeworld, they used to exist under the rule of some sort of dragon-god-thing but it seems that they are either without their master here or simply lost. Either way, they hate life with a passion and can possess all kinds of machinery, imbuing it with malicious intent. Even intelligent machines...

[StarGuard]

Shit ... Torque run!

Unsure if they would have any effect on the spirits Hannibal follows the spirit ethereal tail to see if they might be connected to any particular machine. . . . Screw the Techpriest, he can fix it. Firing rapidly into the turbines with both pulse pistols.

[kirinke]

AISLYNN

"So evil ghosts I take it?" Aislynn said as she followed suit with a blast of air that could have blown everything around them like ten-pins, if she hadn't concentrated on the wraiths. "You could have told me, before I approached them!"

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Air Control: Shapeable Area Damage 6 (DC 21; Shapeable Area: 30 cft., DC 16, Increased Range: ranged, Precise, Selective) Selecting the ghost-things.

Init 14: http://www.coyotecode.net/roll/lookup.php?rollid=180948

[StarGuard]

Firing from Lynn side "Yeah freaking Wraiths ... machine loving (and not in the fun way) freaking Wraiths ... Cover Torque,"

[Flynnarrel]

This sounds like initiative.
GM?

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[Neo-Paladin]

//yes, please.

[Flynnarrel]

Nathan was shocked when Hannibal started unloading twin pistols into the very machines they were here to facilitate reactivating. He had to wonder if the vampire hunter had gone crazy or been possessed.

"Hannibal, Man! Da F#ck!?!" he cries over the pulses. When he says something about machine loving Wraiths Long decides to stick with Torque. The robot was his date afterall.

Init: 1D20+6 = [13]+6 = 19

Wait manuever until I know more. Declare interpose for Torque, (move with him if need be)

[Bladewind]

Torque
Condition: Getting there...
HP: 1

Torque freezes in his tracks at the sight, and then further at Hannibal`s warning.

"Aislynn, can you offer me any kind of defense against these things, not that I am not grateful for Long and Hannibal`s efforts!."

He was grateful for the team`s cover, and readied to turn tail and run if necessary.

Init: 1d20+1 14

[StarGuard]

Initiative: 21
http://orokos.com/roll/555070

"Damn The Merge ... Machine Wraiths really? At least you can stake a freaking vamp."